Chapter 160: Air Strike! Burning Pearl Harbor! (iv)

At Pearl Harbor No. 1, next to the stern of the armored cruiser "San Diego", next to an inconspicuous cargo ship, a group of sailors jumped and ran like ants on a hot pot to unload cargo from the ship - a shipload full of anti-aircraft guns and machine guns!

An oversized sergeant stood on a stack of wooden crates next to the boat, shouting with his fists like a gorilla emerging from the African jungle.

"Hurry up, hurry! The yellow monkey is on our heads, and if you don't want to eat, hurry up and put this thing up - cannonballs! We need shells! You, you, and you, go and move the shells! ”

The cargo ship "Darkton" arrived at Pearl Harbor only yesterday afternoon, and it was loaded with 32 three-inch anti-aircraft guns, 60 anti-aircraft machine guns, and several anti-aircraft tethered balloons, as well as 16,000 shells and 300,000 rounds of ammunition, which were intended to be used to strengthen the air defense of the fleet and the bases—all thanks to Vice Admiral Schroeder, commander of the third detachment of the battleships, and if he had not repeatedly appealed to Admiral Evenley, and even sent electricity directly to the Admiralty, the ship's anti-aircraft weapons might have been a pile of steel ingots in the factory by now.

Since it was Christmas, the dock workers were going home for the holidays, and the Fleet and Base Command believed that the First Combined Fleet had returned to Truk, and the number of troops remaining in the Marshall was limited, and the possibility of being attacked by the enemy in the near future was extremely small, and the possibility of being attacked by a large-scale air attack was even more minimal—even if it was really attacked by dozens of seaplanes, the dozens of kilograms of small bombs on board would not be able to cause substantial damage to the heavily armored capital ship—so they did not ask for immediate unloading, and prepared to wait until the end of the holiday on December 26.

After the air raid began, Admiral Evenley remembered the anti-aircraft weapons on the "Darkton" and immediately called the base headquarters and asked them to send people to the dock to organize anti-aircraft fire positions on the spot.

The sergeant major Lipton, who stood on the wooden box and shouted slogans, was the first sailor to rush to the side of the cargo ship, he came from the "San Diego" a few dozen meters away, but no one cared about this now, the first three-inch anti-aircraft gun had been assembled on the dock, and the sailors savagely pried open the new ammunition box with iron drills and brought out the shells coated with thick butter.

"Son of a bitch! So much butter! ”

Complaints are complaints, and immediately someone takes off their sailors' caps, takes off their sailor suits, and rubs the butter from the shells like crazy.

"The barrel is stuffed with butter too!"

The sailors angrily cursed the damned Arsenal workers - why couldn't they be lazy and forget to put rust-proof butter on these bitches?

While the US sailors were fighting the butter, six "Thunder Eagles" of the 166th Ship Attack Squadron of the Chinese Navy swept over the top of the "Ducton" mast one after another and launched an attack on the "Utah," which had already pulled anchor and raised fire and was about to sail for the entrance of the harbor.

First, second, third......

The ripples of the torpedo entering the water quickly unfolded, and the huge water waves on the sea surface vibrate, stirring up a series of small plumed water columns on the battleship and the dockside, and then, with the sound of landslides and earth cracks, one after another huge water columns as high as tens of meters were suddenly raised......

Second Lieutenant Qi Bing's plane was in the rear position of the entire squadron, whether it was taken care of or valued, Qi Bing never thought that he would lose to his comrades in the same team.

Without saying a word, he stabilized the operating lever, and the shadow of the ship in front of him, which had long been familiar with his heart, quickly magnified, and the timing of the mine was only in the moment of lightning, without any time to think, he could only subconsciously press the projection button with the instantaneous judgment cultivated by long-term training - and cast it!

As soon as the 450-kilogram torpedo detached from the fuselage, the plane suddenly floated up, Qi Bing restrained the trembling excitement, smoothly pedaled the rudder and pull the rod, turned the nose of the plane to the north, and prepared to return home.

"Hit! Qi Bing, we hit! Well done! That guy is dead! The backseat observer—a half-grown boy with unfinished hair—screamed ecstatically in the microphone.

Qi Bing let out a long breath and was about to respond to something, but saw a familiar plane in front of him on the right dragging black smoke and falling crookedly towards the east of the harbor - the tail fin was painted with a white crane sunburst pattern! That's right, it's Sister Cai's landline!

Qi Bing didn't think about it, he leaned close to the microphone and shouted: "Xiao Lu, call the signal, we have to get out of the queue!" ”

"Out of the queue? For what? The hairy boy asked.

"Don't worry so much, listen to my orders, fight!"

A green flare was raised, and Qi Bing kicked the rudder and chased after Cai Guolan's plane that was falling......

Over Pearl Harbor, Colonel Situ Qi, commander of the second attack wave, leaned high from the observer position in the back seat of the plane, supporting the fuselage with one hand and holding a telescope in the other hand to carefully observe the situation below.

Command planes circled over Pearl Harbor, and from all angles you could see rows of planes, towering columns of water, dazzling flashes, huge clouds of smoke, burning and capsizing enemy ships......

Suddenly, a low-flying attack aircraft dragged out black smoke, and after a few struggles, it plunged headlong into the sea, white waves, messy ripples, and the pilot ...... Sacrificed? God bless them for survival, even if they are temporarily captured, they will definitely be rescued after the main force captures this place!

Situ Qi prayed silently, adjusted the binoculars, and casually glanced at the pier - wait a minute! What is that?

The air raid was carried out at this point, and there were still a large number of people on the other side of the dock...... Unload?

What is it that allows them to rush to ship at the risk of being blown into powder?

Gold? Jewelry? Impossible, how could such a valuable thing be known to so many people casually, not to mention who would hoard so many treasures in a military port?

Other than that, is it ......

Situ Qi's eyes flashed, and he retracted into the cockpit: "Xiao Deng, fly to the dock and take a look." ”

The plane turned its head slightly and approached the dock from the side, and Situ Qi finally saw it clearly - it was an anti-aircraft gun!

Two anti-aircraft guns have been set up on the docks, surrounded by densely swaying figures, stacked with countless boxes of all sizes, and the big boom on the dock is pulling a net full of cargo out of the belly of the ordinary cargo ship - yes, this is a cargo ship loaded with anti-aircraft guns!

Situ Qi couldn't help but gasp, if this ship of anti-aircraft guns had been deployed a day earlier, even if there was a lack of well-trained gunners, it would have been enough to cause today's attack force to suffer serious losses - all the pilots were repeatedly instructed before setting off that in order to improve the hit rate of the attack, they must not evade anti-aircraft fire during the attack!